celebrity effect

Taking advantage of Xing Yang's relationship, Shao Zhixing interviewed professors of child pedagogy and psychology at Beijing Normal University one after another, and compiled a thick stack of manuscripts for future use.They stood at the gate of the community smoking, and Xing Yang knocked the ash into the trash can: "What are you going to do?"

"Talk to Mao Yunya's parents and we'll post a report tomorrow." Shao Zhixing looked at the cigarette burning between his fingers.

"Stop interviewing Zhou Yunhang?" Xing Yang asked.

"There will be an interview." Shao Zhixing glanced at him, "Didn't you often say that if there is a cake, everyone will share it together?"

"I didn't expect you to listen to it." Xing Yang said.He thought that their views on how to behave in the world were completely opposite, and Shao Zhixing would not listen to him.

Shao Zhixing flicked the cigarette ash and said, "You're right, why didn't I listen?" He didn't talk much, and he was even more indifferent when he smoked, but he looked at Xing Yang with soft eyes.He imitated Xing Yang's tone of voice, with sharp rhetorical questions and sharp eyes, like an indomitable sharp knife.

Xing Yang raised his hand and rubbed him: "Speak well." He threw the burnt cigarettes into the trash can, took out a box of chewing gum from his pocket, and handed one to Shao Zhixing, "Go in after eating."

"Oh." Shao Zhixing took the candy, unwrapped the candy wrapper, put it in his mouth, chewed it hastily, and then kissed Xing Yang on the cheek.

"Sneak attack charge." Xing Yang said.

He kept making jokes all day long, and Shao Zhixing habitually ignored Xing Yang's words. Anyway, Xing Yang didn't push him away, so he could do whatever he wanted to Xing Yang.

Xing Yang patted Shao Zhixing on the back: "You have no bones, you have to rely on me."

"No." Shao Zhixing admitted bluntly.

Xing Yang has nothing to do with him: "Harassing boys from good families in broad daylight!"

A boy from a good family, Shao Zhixing thought to himself, Xing Yang is really a heartless profiteer who doesn't care at all.He stood up straight, spit the gum on a candy wrapper, wrapped it up and threw it into the trash can, and said, "Let's go in."

Going in to face Mao Yunya's parents, although Xing Yang was laughing and laughing, he was actually quite frightened. He really really didn't like to face real pain, which made him feel oppressed and suffocated.

Shao Zhixing saw Xing Yang not moving for a long time, and urged in bewilderment: "Let's go?"

"I..." Xing Yang frowned, "Or, I'll wait for you here."

Only then did Shao Zhixing realize that Xing Yang didn't want to go in, he took back his steps, stood beside Xing Yang, and said, "You don't want to go."

"Yeah." Xing Yang said.

"Why?" Shao Zhixing asked.Probably because of being a reporter, Shao Zhixing asked questions with a very sincere expression, a pair of dark eyes shimmering with stars, Xing Yang looked at Shao Zhixing, as if he was the most cruel person in the world if he didn't answer.

Truth is something that public relations naturally reject. The reason why Xing Yang is suitable for public relations is that he is good at confusing black and white and confusing the real with the fake.If Xing Yang was asked to do Shao Zhixing's work, he would definitely not be able to do it. Facing the victim's tearful accusation, Xing Yang felt his head hurt. He is not good at comforting, and he does not want to express mercy.

Xing Yang's beliefs are ambivalent, and the awesome people never look back at the explosion.His favorite thing to do is to drop a plausible statement and let netizens rack their brains to guess his intentions word by word.

However, facing Mao Yunya's parents is facing an explosion.Xing Yang had a premonition that the atmosphere of sadness and despair would surely make him unable to sleep for several days.

Shao Zhixing looked at Xing Yang quietly, waiting for the other party to give a convincing answer.

Xing Yang thought for a while and sighed: "Let's go." If you can't sleep, you can't sleep. 30 is waving in front of you.

Shao Zhixing held Xing Yang's hand, his palm was dry and strong, silently cheering for Xing Yang.Shao Zhixing never deliberately comforts the interviewer. His serious listening, focused eyes and sincere expression alone are enough to make the interviewer emotionally stable. This is Shao Zhixing's unique talent.

Household 1001 on the tenth floor of Building [-], Shao Zhixing knocked on the door, and it was Sun Jin who opened the door.

Xing Yang was a little surprised: "Mr. Sun, good afternoon."

Sun Jin turned sideways to let Xing Yang and Shao Zhi walk in. He said, "I took three days off to accompany my old classmates."

"Thank you for your hard work." Xing Yang said.With Sun Jin on the side, Xing Yang has a little confidence in the face of the grieving parents of the child.

Shao Zhixing went straight to the point: "Where are Mr. Mao and Ms. Yun?"

"Go to the bedroom and talk." Sun Jin said.

This building is only one kilometer away from the No. [-] Middle School of Zhongyuan Road. The house price of [-] yuan per square meter carries the wish of parents to hope that their children will become dragons.Xing Yang looked around, a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room about fifty square meters, the living room is very small, there is no TV, there is a desk and a dining table.The wall of the kitchen was demolished and rebuilt, and the rectangular kitchen was divided into a small bedroom with about three square meters and a small kitchen that can only be used by one person to cook.

The reason why Sun Jin said to talk in the bedroom was because there was a three-person sofa in the big bedroom. Mao Yunya's parents were sitting on the sofa, and Xing Yang, Shao Zhixing, and Sun Jin were sitting by the bed, and the five of them could sit face to face.

Mao Yunya's father had gray temples, he forced a smile at Xing Yang and his party, and said, "Hello."

"I'm Xing Yang, and this is Shao Zhixing." Xing Yang said, "Zhixing is a reporter, and I'm a publicist."

"Xingxue, let's not steam the steamed buns to make a point." Sitting next to Xing Yang, Sun Jin said to Mao Xingxue in a familiar tone, "Tell them what you told me."

"My mother and I are busy with work. Yaya and my mother usually live here. My mother cooks for the children and cleans up the housework. Yaya's academic performance has always been good, which saves us worry." Mao Xingxue looked at the bedroom blankly. "Ya Ya is a good girl, why did she jump off?" Mao Xingxue covered his eyes with trembling hands, his Ya Ya, how painful it would be if he jumped off such a tall building and hit the ground.

Mao Xingxue's wife, Yun Xia, was crying for a long time. She didn't raise her head, buried her face in her elbows, shrinking herself into an isolated island.Mao Xingxue and Yunxia sat at the two ends of a three-seater sofa, with a place in the middle. The narrow and cramped cabin felt empty at this moment.

Xing Yang couldn't stand it anymore, he took a deep breath to suppress the restlessness in his heart, he wanted to light a cigarette, but he was embarrassed to smoke in front of the heartbroken couple.

Mao Xingxue intermittently talked about Mao Yunya's school days, the awards Mao Yunya had won, her best grades, her favorite books and her unfulfilled dreams.Shao Zhixing recorded silently, he did not interrupt Mao Xingxue's narration, no one dared to interrupt, time passed by every minute.Through plain language, Xing Yang seems to see a girl's short life in the air.

Talking until the mouth was dry, Mao Xingxue stood up and went to the living room to fetch water. Yunxia raised her head and asked sullenly, "What are you going to do to Zhou Yunhang?"

Xing Yang was stunned by Yunxia's eyes, and then he got up from his depressed mood to manipulate and plan. This is Xing Yang's home game.

"We plan to let Zhou Yunhang bid farewell to the entertainment industry." Xing Yang's voice was leisurely, as if this matter was a piece of cake for him. Is he still the proud son of heaven?" He raised his brows, and the setting sun shone through the window on the ground, forming a fan-like spot, "We hope that in the future, whenever someone mentions Zhou Yunhang, he will think of Mao Yunya, and he will live in this place all his life. In the shadow of your daughter."

Yunxia pursed her lips: "I am a mother." Her tone was cold and firm, "I only care about my daughter." Her eyes were fierce, baring her sharp teeth like a desperate lioness, "I know you will use aliases in your reports. , I don’t need it, nor does my daughter, tell everyone with her real name that Mao Yunya was killed by Zhou Yunhang.”

Shao Zhixing dissuaded him: "If you use your real name, it will have an impact on your later life."

"What life do I have?" Yun Xia sneered, "The rest of my life will be to seek justice for my daughter."

Xing Yang was shocked by Yunxia's gushing hatred. He stared at Yunxia with dark green eyes and said, "Okay, we will help you."

Shao Zhixing turned his head to look at Xing Yang in disapproval. He was different from someone like Xing Yang who was reckless and made waves. His kind nature made him think about the victims.

Where is Xing Yang's interest? Regardless of whether Shao Zhixing agrees or disagrees, he keeps fighting: "In the next three days, you will see people all over the country discussing Mao Yunya and Zhou Yunhang."

Yunxia smiled from the bottom of her heart: "Okay, I'll wait."